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1847. Chapter 1847 Thunderbolt 9

"It's you?" Master Rong Yun's voice was calm, as if there was no wave or a trace of fireworks.

His finger pointed at Dongfang Xuan.

Although his fingers did not contain a trace of lethality or attack, Dongfang Xuan felt that his heart seemed to be suffocating at this moment.

He was obviously already at the holy level, why was he still so afraid of Master Rongyun? Dongfang Xuan secretly scolded himself for being unsuccessful. At the same time, he mustered up his courage and suddenly looked up and his eyes shot towards Rongyun.

However, Rong Yun's eyes were too bright, as bright as the endless sun gathered, and the tears of Dongfang Xuan were almost coming out.

Dongfang Xuan dared not answer.

Master Rong Yun's eyes slowly turned to Li Yaoyuan.

When Li Yaoyuan touched Rong Yun's gaze, his heart kept trembling, and he even felt embarrassed that he didn't know where to put his hands and feet.

Li Yaoyuan secretly scolded himself for being unsatisfied in his heart. Although he was in awe of the old man, he was not as panicked as he is now.

Actually, Li Yaoyuan didn’t know.

Su Luo is not only Nangong Liuyun's reverse scale, but also his Rongyun's reverse scale.

Rong Yun lives in this world, alone, but the only thing that can make him care about is Su Luo. Most of the worldly masters who are transcendent and paranoid are protected and paranoid.

Even he couldn't bear to use a single force, but these tiny ants beat his girl and bleed!

This made Rong Yun, who had always been as calm as a god, angry!

Therefore, the air was filled with the pressure of the powerful monarch. Most of this pressure was condensed on Dongfang Xuan and Li Yaoyuan, so they were so scared that they were so scared.

"Do it yourself, or is it up to me?" Rong Yun's words were as light as the breeze, and his eyes were unwavering, but when they heard it, it seemed like the sound of a summoning from hell.

His sudden words were very erratic, but what was amazing was that everyone understood.

He was asking whether Dongfang Xuan and Li Yaoyuan chose to commit suicide or be killed.

Dongfang Xuan and Li Yaoyuan looked at each other.

Especially Dongfang Xuan, the feeling is even deeper.

Because not long ago, he arrogantly told Beichenying and others that he would choose a way to die, but now, he can still treat the person with his own way, and this retribution is so fast.

Su Luo looked at Dongfang Xuan with a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, smiling very gloating.

She naturally wanted to gloat.

Although her strength is not as good as Dongfang Xuan, it doesn’t matter. If we have a super awesome master who protects our shortcomings, what are we afraid of?

Li Yaoyuan was frightened and his muscles trembled on his face, but he still plucked up the courage and carefully bowed to Master Rong Yun: "Senior, this is the personal favor of the younger generations. You are detached from things, why bother with such trivial matters?"

The implication is that this is a matter between the younger generations. If Master Rong Yun cherishes his feathers, he should not interfere.

It's like a kid fighting and an adult insists on rushing out to take revenge. This is awkward to say.

Dongfang Xuan also bent down and said respectfully: "Master Rongyun wants to compete in martial arts. I believe my master will be happy to accompany you. What do you think?"

Dongfang Xuan turned Rong Yun's meaning to the martial arts competition.

At this time, the battle between Mr. Li and Nangong Liuyun was forced to end, but the old man of the Li family was reluctant to leave.
Chapter completed!
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